True Independence
The world may be an illusion
Served by the devil’s crew
But till we live, you and I
Will swim in this brew
Let me show you a way
Well-known but used by few
And divulge an open secret
Ancient, yet forever new
Trances are a waste of time
Holy bribes you must eschew
Set aside your cap and robe
And be a seeker true
Rituals are not for those
Intent on going through
Or the rules of others
On what to do, or not to do
All thought is useless
And the top-knot is, too
Words lead you astray
In the search for YOU
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